Stealing the focus with her timeless flair
Sexy and sharp, She stings like a bee
You can't help but get lost in a seductive stare
Your eyes are infatuated with what they see
Before you know it, you're in an affair
what was "I" has now become "we"
She handles your heart with little care
Can this be true, bien sûr, mais oui !
She played you like a clown at the fair
She's left your heart severed in three
Now that the love is up in the air
She cut you off like a dead branch on a tree
Not is all lost, there's hope somewhere
Your heart is still yours, full shall it be